Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

This is the second time I have slept with a woman, the first time was Qin Jie, and the second time was Li Sijia.

What the two of them have in common is that they are both beauties, both of whom are heart-pounding beauties.

And I quite like them, they have a kind of irresistible charm.

I have never been a gentleman, but you tell me, what should you do in this situation?

So I had no choice but to forcefully suppress my evil fire, and after a night of exhaustion, I also fell asleep. [

The little sleep yesterday was basically equivalent to no sleep, so when we woke up, it was already westward.

We lay on the bed, on our respective sides, looking at each other, and there was an insurmountable gap between us.

Li Sijia suddenly remembered something: "By the way, why is Sister Bing's boyfriend so old?"

I yawned and said the cliche: "Age is not a problem, height is not a distance."

There was no more ambiguous behavior. After we washed up, Han Bing came to knock on our door. She and her boyfriend had just woken up and asked us to eat.

I won’t go into details about the meal process. In short, it’s a table of dishes that I can’t name, and I don’t want to waste my pen and ink on my own people. There is also self-study at night, so Han Bing’s boyfriend sent us back to school.

——I have to say that he is very competent in what he does. With such a boyfriend, no matter what girl he is, he will fall.

After breaking up with Han Bing on campus, Li Sijia and I went back to class just in time for self-study.

Sure enough, Liu Xing didn't come to class, and Li Sijia went out again and came back and said, "The old man didn't come to class either."

This is all expected. If they don't finish their work, it seems that they won't come to class.

Shunzi actually came, but his face was a little anxious, without the confident smile of the past.

The three girls, Li Sijia, Song Ying, and Chu Tingting, were sitting together, whispering something, probably talking about what happened last night—would Li Sijia talk about sleeping in the same bed as me?

Thinking of this, I blushed a little, and worried whether Chu Tingting would think about it.In the end, I despised myself again, the old-fashioned people didn't know what they were doing at this time, and I still had fantasies about the love of these children.